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eu nunca soube que a terra teve assim muito ouro
esta é a canção da juventude
doce e forte
não pendure nenhuma grinalda
tem por muito tempo a luz solar do verão brilhada
filhas do tempo
felicidade
meu filho está inoperante e eu sou cortina indo
a escuridão rola para cima
é verdadeiro que você diz que os deuses lhe são mais uso do que fairies

 



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